Broke Opps King Von
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[Intro]
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Von
[Refrain]
Pull up and get him
That bullet ripped through his tissue and tore out his gristle (Damn)
It was the nickel and this a Glock (Huh?)
And that bitch sound like a missile (Boom, boom)
He know I'm official
Doin' all that woofin' and shit, boy, you know I'ma get you (You know I'ma get you)
And wasn't nobody with him
I wear a nine in shoes and can't nobody fit 'em (What? Huh? Can't nobody fit 'em)
[Verse 1]
I popped me a Perky, a 30
I'm higher than a bitch, boy, ain't nobody perfect (Ain't nobody perfect)
If I take a L, I'm back on that corner (Huh? What?)
I'm hustlin', ain't nobody servin' (Ain't nobody servin')
Get booked 'cause somebody workin' (Somebody workin')
He told, I know that's for certain (I know that's for certain)
Get caught, I'm closin' his curtains (I'm closin' his curtains)
We scored, another conversion (Boom, boom)
Designer, Givenchy
All of this ice on my wrist and it feel like it's Christmas (Feel like it's Christmas)
Speakin' of Christmas
Come get your ho, I be climbin' all up in her chimney (All up in her chimney)
We sharin' the ho if she friendly (She friendly)
Ain't see him, he gone, he missin' (He missin')
Won't see me in the back of a Bentley (What? What?)
Hop out and I'm blowin', it's rented (Boom, boom)
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Von
[Refrain]
Pull up and get him
That bullet ripped through his tissue and tore out his gristle (Damn)
It was the nickel and this a Glock (Huh?)
And that bitch sound like a missile (Boom, boom)
He know I'm official
Doin' all that woofin' and shit, boy, you know I'ma get you (You know I'ma get you)
And wasn't nobody with him
I wear a nine in shoes and can't nobody fit 'em (What? Huh? Can't nobody fit 'em)
[Verse 1]
I popped me a Perky, a 30
I'm higher than a bitch, boy, ain't nobody perfect (Ain't nobody perfect)
If I take a L, I'm back on that corner (Huh? What?)
I'm hustlin', ain't nobody servin' (Ain't nobody servin')
Get booked 'cause somebody workin' (Somebody workin')
He told, I know that's for certain (I know that's for certain)
Get caught, I'm closin' his curtains (I'm closin' his curtains)
We scored, another conversion (Boom, boom)
Designer, Givenchy
All of this ice on my wrist and it feel like it's Christmas (Feel like it's Christmas)
Speakin' of Christmas
Come get your ho, I be climbin' all up in her chimney (All up in her chimney)
We sharin' the ho if she friendly (She friendly)
Ain't see him, he gone, he missin' (He missin')
Won't see me in the back of a Bentley (What? What?)
Hop out and I'm blowin', it's rented (Boom, boom)
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